en dk
I wish I had a photograph of my Dad when he caught my sister and I in his bed right after we'd eaten his whole box of malteasers and started drinking his bottle of coca cola. I suppose I wish I had more photographs of the funny moments we shared before he took his own life. I want photographs of his smiles, to see that he did enjoy parts of his life or perhaps to see that he enjoyed the parts of his life with us in it.